Here’s one of my more tame ones.
It was the summer of my junior year of high school. Me and a couple friends were heading back from the mall in his mom’s Pathfinder at around 9:00 at night. It’s pretty dark out. We merge onto the highway and my friend realizes he doesn’t have his headlights on and starts flipping the fuck out because he doesn’t know to turn them on. I’m sitting in the backseat and have no control of the situation, he starts yelling at me: “JKM WHAT THE FUCK SHOULD I DO, HELP ME!” I instruct him how to turn the lights on, but he’s too panicked. All through this ordeal me and my other friend are dying of laughter, because driving with no lights on the highway is safe amiright? Well through this, the driver keeps flailing about and yelling at me, the backseat passenger, to help him turn the lights on. Eventually, I snap back at him, “Well what the fuck do you want me to do, climb up on the roof with a flashlight?!?” Eventually, he figures it out. We’re still friends to this day and I damn well hope he knows how to turn his headlights on.